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perditaalottachocolate-blog · 8 months

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That's prolly how this is gonna go, right?

#good omens #crowley #good omens spoilers #good omens maggie #good omens nina #queen #love of my life #crowley going through the divorce #it's gotta get ugly #and dramatic #perdita draws #good omens fanart #poor bentley

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bookshopbentley · 8 months

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“ aziraphale chose heaven over cr — “ shut UPPPP shut the fuck up aziraphale chose heaven over his own happiness THATS how selfless he is and if i have to read that one more time i’m throwing a tantrum

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heyitsspaceace · 9 months

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imagine telling a conservative christian person in the good omens universe that not only are there gender non-conforming/non-binary angels in heaven, but there are two couples that are made up of a angel and demon, and for one of those two an archangel gave up his status as an archangel to be with the (ex) prince of hell.

#ignore the fact one of them are going through a divorce #but still #it would be so great to see the look on their faces #good omens 2 #good omens #ineffable husbands #ineffable bureaucracy #crowley #aziraphale #archangel gabriel #beelzebub

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miss-americanbi · 9 months

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the way i so personally need messy queer breakup crowley in season 3. let him mope around his sad apartment listening to sad music all disheveled in an ancient queen tshirt. let him dye his hair an awful color or get a piercing he’ll regret. let him get wasted with nina and maggie whilst he talks their ears off about each and every time he and aziraphale made eye contact. this is the queer representation i crave.

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lineffability · 9 months

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"Crowley."

Crowley froze, every atom of his body coming to a complete standstill. Aziraphale had appeared out of nowhere, just like that, and he felt like a fly in a spider's web, like he had just run against a glass door that he could not have seen. Oh, this was cruel. He did not turn around.

"Don't even use doors anymore?" He tried to keep his voice level, cold, unaffected. He failed considerably, but the message got across anyways.

"I'm sorry," Aziraphale said, immediately flinching at the words. The first time they were seeing each other again, after-- after that, and his first words were I'm sorry and he was apologizing for not using a door? Aziraphale felt like swearing, but could not. "I thought you wouldn't open if I-- well. I thought this was easier. Like a bandaid."

"Well, you were right. I wouldn't have." Steel was creeping into Crowley's voice, steel around his heart. With a forcing of limbs, he spun around, his gaze piercing through the armor of his sunglasses. Facing him.

"I need your help" Aziraphale said.

"What," Crowley said. He had possibly never put as much meaning into a single word. The glass door turned into a Great Wall. Aziraphale understood. But he was willing to climb.

The angel (oh, a true angel now, wasn't he--not his angel) fumbled, talking with his hands before his mouth even opened. Talking with his eyes, too, but they got lost in translation. Repelled by a black mirror.

"I know this is untoward. I know it's-- But Crowley, I don't have a lot of time."

"Nothing lasts forever, yeah," Crowley spat, hating himself the second the words left his lips. Unnecessary cruelty. Demonic, huh? Worse yet, Aziraphale accepted the verbal lashing. Don't forgive me, Crowley thought.

Crowley looked at him. He was still wearing his suit, there was tartan in it, but it had become polished, the worn edges returned to pristine, boring perfection. He looked prim. Proper. Perhaps this hurt most of all.

"Why are you here?"

Aziraphale glanced upwards. Then he looked intently at Crowley. I don't have much time. Right. He couldn't speak freely, Crowley realized. Of course he couldn't. This was exactly what he had been afraid of, what he had known would happen. His angel in chains. (Yet here he was. Here he was.)

"They don't know I'm here," Aziraphale mumbled, gesticulating weakly between them and Up. "I guess I can divert their attention now, for a bit. Comes with the new powers"--he shrugged helplessly--"but not for long. Crowley, do you know about-- about the-- what they're--"

"Armageddon 2.0? Sure."

There was an undecipherable look in Aziraphale's eyes. "Why didn't you-- well. It's not just. I mean it kind of is--it's. More than that. Crowley, I need you to do something for me."

"No."

"This is important." (This isn't about us.)

"I don't care." (There is no us anymore.)

"You do! You always have."

"Oh not this again," Crowley hissed. "You were an angel once. You can be forgiven. Shut up."

"That's not what I meant."

With two long, angry strides, Crowley closed the space between them. Menace, anger, hurt-- "Then what did you mean?" He spat the words. Like a weapon. (Then why was it a question?)

Aziraphale's face crumbled. He stood his ground nonetheless, not backing away. The angel's anger was less spiky, but it rose to meet Crowley's. It made his next words hit like bricks. "I mean that you love. I mean that you, Crowley, are the best person I know. I mean that I love you."

The words dropped like a lead balloon.

There was utter silence between them.

Why were they so close?

Why were his sunglasses so dark? Aziraphale saw only his own reflection. He couldn't bear that, and dropped his gaze. Oh, worse. There was his mouth, mere inches away.

Aziraphale looked at Crowley's lips, really really looked, and there was nothing more, now that he knew about the feeling of Crowley's lips and of his heart, there was nothing more he wanted to do than to kiss him. But he couldn't, he couldn't. Not like this. He needed the next time (he had to believe in a next time, in a time with Crowley, again)--the next time they kissed he needed it to be good and happy and an affirmation. He couldn't bear it otherwise. He would break entirely. He was sure of it.

But still, still-- Crowley was so close. He could smell nothing but him. Think of nothing but him. That weakness again, that soft spot inside him he had never known how to hold down. And with it, Want reared its greedy head. Aziraphal leaned in ever so slightly, felt their noses touch-- and then used all his strength to move away, to pull back. It was not the right time. Not yet.

He looked past Crowley, who might have as well turned to a pillar of salt. Crowley, whose face was a mask he couldn't let slip. The air flickered between them.

There were tears in his eyes when he finally forced his gaze towards Crowley's face, a silent plead to not misunderstand. Please, please. But he couldn't expect that of him. He was pulling away again. But not because he wanted to. No, there was nothing he wanted more than to pull closer. There was nothing more he wanted than to talk to him, to truly talk, to explain and apologize and make amends, but he was bound by Duty and Rules and Watching Eyes more than he ever had been.

This was his rebellion: he lifted a hand, the ghost of a touch, fingertips against cheekbone. The memory of holding on. Of never wanting to let go. Crowley flinched without moving, a shiver of his lips. Aziraphale let his hand drop, briefly, to Crowley's chest, holding it over his human heart. It was beating just like his.

This was his successful magic trick, when it counted: he drew away, leaving a crack in Crowley's steel-clad heart, and a note in his chest pocket.

"I'm sorry. I need to go."

"Of course you do."

"Oh, Crowley. I--" But he did not finish the sentence, knew there was no proper way how. So he said, quietly, softly, "Trust me, please."

And he did. Crowley hated it, hated it so much, but he did, he did trust him despite it all. But it did not erase the hurt. The festering wound. Now what was he supposed to do with that?

With one last pointed look, Aziraphale vanished.

Crowley was alone.

His defenses lay shattered at his feet, and he slowly gathered them back up. He did not mend the cracks. (That's where the light had gotten in.) He cleared his throat. Tried to banish from his mind the look in Aziraphale's eyes, the memory of his lips and of his tears.

And failed considerably.

I love you.

(Touched his cheek, and then his chest, and faltered.)

[this fic is now also on ao3 and being continued there]

#good omens #ineffable husbands #good omens fanfic #good omens fanfiction #crowley x aziraphale #in which crowley and aziraphale meet for the first time after the Divorce #oh god ok i really love this???#i wrote it in one go and am posting unedited but #i need this ?!?!?#im also going through the whole 'i wanna know how this continues' vs 'you're the one writing it' idiocy #oh you wanna know how it ends?? then write it??? fool #but i dont know...how it continues....yet.#i do have ideas though...#inefficable #my writing

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sunsbrightside · 9 months

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that feeling when your partner of six thousand years breaks up with you for a job promotion

#good omens crowley #good omens #good omens season 2 #crowley #crowley fanart #good omens fanart #go2 fanart #ineffable divorce #ineffable spouses #hes going through it #anthony j crowley

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mondodisco · 5 months

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(Spoilers for GOS2 / OFMD S1 / WWDITS S3)

CAN’T FUCKING DO THIS SHIT EVERY TIME I WATCH A GAY SERIES FUCK

#why do you want me to suffer #I’ve gone through 3 divorces this year isn’t that enough #wwdits #go #good omens #what we do in the shadows #ofmd #our flag means death #gay #what we do in the shadows s3 #ofmd s1 #good omens s2 #blackbeard #nandor the relentless #nandor x guillermo #blackbonnet #crowley #ineffable husbands

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actual-changeling · 5 months

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considering where we left off after season 1, it's actually not a surprise how the two of them ended up.

yeah, they held hands on the bus and went to the ritz—but did aziraphale ever apologise for all the horrible shit he threw at crowley?

did they ever properly talk about the bookshop fire and what it did to crowley to think aziraphale was gone gone for a few hours?

did they ever address "and i will never talk to you again?" or how much power it must have cost crowley to stop time while the literal king of hell was bursting through the ground? in how much pain he visibly was?

did crowley feel comfortable and safe enough to talk about how triggering it must have been for him to be burned alive in heaven AGAIN? did he tell aziraphale about the holy water he had to use? that it could have easily destroyed not just ligur but hastur and himself too?

fuck, did he get to process ANY of the shit that happened on his way to tadfield?

they got closer and blurred some edges, but fundamentally they functioned exactly like before.

#alex talks good omens #good omens #ineffable husbands #crowley #aziraphale #good omens season 2 #go2 #aziracrow #crowley x aziraphale #ineffable divorce #and before you ask 'what about aziraphale' pray tell what kind of horrible painful experience did he go through outside his encounters with #the archangels like three times? his discorporation was so painless he didn't even NOTICE until the dude in heaven pointed it out #and his experience in hell was taking a bath #meanwhile crowley was running for his life and being hunted for sport by hell

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ineffablelvrs · 7 months

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hello!! friendly reminder that aziraphale and crowley like to hold hands :) unfriendly reminder that they're separated now and can't hold hands :)

#im going through an ineffable breakdown bc of these two yall are going down the hole with me #aziracrow #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #good omens #good omens 2 #ineffable partners #ineffable spouses #ineffable divorce

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aziraphalalala · 7 months

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We screech and we laugh and we make gifs. But have you considered how utterly excruciating it is to realise that the one person you trusted to have your back, doesn't? That in the end, for whatever reason, they did not choose you?

If they ever want to be together, an apology dance is so far from being enough it's heartbreaking. Somehow, they need to process their emotions. They need to re-establish a trust that's been broken. They need to convince one another that, given another choice, they would put Us first.

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riverthebooknerd · 7 days

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"aziracrow" SCOFF!!!!! those are the INEFFABLE HUSBANDS, thank you very much!!!!!!!!!

#well. ineffable ex-husbands now #it's okay they're just going through their divorce era #they'll get remarried soon they always do #good omens #ineffable husbands #azi #aziracrow #aziraphale #crow #crowley #ineffable idiots #river rambles

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bylrndgm · 4 months

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GOOD OMENS (2019 - ) 2.06 - Every Day 1.06 - The Very Last Day of the Rest of Their Lives

#good omens #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #ineffable divorce #aziracrow #mine #mine:gif #not me casually dropping the every and leaving like nothing happened #don't mind me - im here just to raise hell with moving images of the final fifteen #i'm in the mood for ✨angst✨#so - storytime of the first time i watched the final fifteen. it was midnight i guess and i had been in bed most of the evening watching S2 #and yk i was like hooray now crowley is going to confess to aziraphale or smth idfk like it's timeeee (mariah carey's voice) punching -#- the air kicking my feet twirling my hair I WAS SO SO READY #then idk things started going downhill real fast i kept on checking how much there was left and then the mf kiss and the mf I FORGIVE YOU #LIKE idk how i got through the remaining minutes i was in shambles i had like 3 hours of sleep

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bookshopbentley · 8 months

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i have the angel and demon on my shoulders except it’s aziraphale and crowley and instead of one telling me to do something good and the other telling me to do something bad theyre both telling me to do something gay

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mylu · 5 months

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I can either take the fact that they're not talking to each other rn very seriously and get sad abt it OR I can just see it in the most simple way and make fun of them for being how they are. Because, I mean, it is kinda funny.

#is their relationship incredibly complex and shows very real issues that most relationships have to go through at some point?#yes #they're also idiots though #good omens #good omens 3 #good omens s3 #aziraphale and crowley #ineffable husbands #ineffable divorce

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elizacobbs · 7 months

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Fingers crossed

Time to start watching season 2 of Our Flag Means Death

Hope it doesn't give me a mental breakdown like season 2 of Good Omens did 🤪

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madfoxx · 9 months

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petition to change the shipname to ineffable divorcees

#😭😭#for real though #wtf just happened #i´m dizzy #they need therapy ok i think that would fix them #aziraphale needs to go through a divorce arc before he can realize that he wants and needs crowley more than heaven and god #and crowley....well crowley just needs a hug. my boy has done nothing wrong this time and i´m so sorry for him he just wants to be loved #like. he opened himself up and everything!#and then he got fucking dumped after a 6000 year long relationship!!! like?? cn you even imagine???#good omens #gos2 #good omens spoilers #gos2 spoilers #ineffable husbands #not wait actually not anymore i guess force of habit #ineffable divorcees #widowers works as well i guess

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